Left to Ponder

I walked out to my car, got in, put on my seat belt, and dialed a number on my phone. I adjusted my bluetooth, which began to pinch my ears when I put on my glasses as I prepared to drive. The conversation went well, some of the points made hit home. Some of the points made, left me to ponder, whether implementing them was for me. Some of the points made, let me wonder, if the suggestion was best for me. The point of seeking counsel is to ask a question you cannot answer, I didn't know the answers before I asked them, but I knew them when it was done.

This week I've been left to reflect. This week I've been inspired to dream. Last night, I looked around the table and thought of all the new things I heard, relishing the opinion of a burgeoning critic, which left me impressed to say the least. My friend was back from her vacation, and she picked up right where she left off. A new haircut was deserving of flashes of light, and a red carpet walk. The man of honor smiled and laughed, and I could see that he was blessed. How lucky am I to call this group friends; how blessed I am indeed.